I like your thinking. Better make that six tigers, though, knowing the cunts I live next to. We could sit about eating popcorn while they fight to their bloody, protracted deaths. Aaaahhhhh….. I feel so much better. The hippies have it right: visualisation exercises do relieve stress.

Ming…Our neighbors…This Tiger..

DB

Let’s get the tiger to eat their limbs then force it to gag them up in a big, sticky mess which we can stick into a blender to make a Arm ‘n’ Leg smoothie. Our neighbours can then have a nutritious snack before the beasts finish them off. That’ll learn ‘em.

And my neighbor can take his ‘Re-cycled’ rubbish with him…

DB

Death to the Anti-Crappers!

Hmmm… we may just have the battle cry of a new private army there.

It can be arranged…

Muhahahaha

Now there’s an idea… battalions of boozy, porn-obsessed crappers marching on parliament to demand the abolition of tax on beer and compulsory miniskirts for women with good legs.

I`ve seen more bizarre marches in my time, so why not?
Only, the list of demands should be longer, i think.
And Gary, leave your arsenal at home. I might get tempted. I got a `gun habit` that I`m trying to get rid of since `95

Don’t use my name in the same sentence as Arsenal, brewberry. I still have nightmares about Michael Thomas…

This arsenal
gary, mate, you know I don`t have a clue what football is…

I was messing, buddy.

Fucking, cunting, bloody Firefox, which has started ballsing up my life and not loading properly. It’s not so much the program screwing up which really pisses me off but the fact that I’m actually this annoyed about it. I’m off to give myself a good kicking.

.....................I still cant work out what the fuck this thread is all about.

hxr400 - 14 February 2008 12:11 PM

.....................I still cant work out what the fuck this thread is all about.

You are obviously a well-adjusted individual who finds life to be an endless joyride, full of interesting people and satisfying outcomes to every situation. Some of us, on the other hand, can’t even open a tin of beans without being enraged by the fucking stupid way the tin is razor sharp, the beans don’t magically self-heat and, anyway, they don’t taste nearly as good as you thought they did when you were seven.

i’m just fucking pissed off with everything and everyone

is that too general?